Eaten by bugs.
Strangled in hugs.
I will always find a will.
For love.
I will not be locked away.
From you or life.
I’ll die for your embrace and chase the dream.
Even though it’s impossible.
In this world.
It feels like I’m lost.
But I can try.
To still find some way to live.
Before I die.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 12:20 PM UTC
Eaten by bugs.
Strangled in hugs.
I will always find a will.
For love.
I will not be locked away.
From you or life.
I’ll die for your embrace and chase the dream.
Even though it’s impossible.
In this world.
It feels like I’m lost.
But I can try.
To still find some way to live.
Before I die.
23-03-26
Request permission to use this poem